There are thousands of layers of smoke locking the buildings, and many continents are shaken by wind and rain.
It's hard to find the shadow of a stunning young lady, and the tomb of a beautiful lady with white bones is hard to find.
The chat and laughter of the emperor's hegemony are not as good as the drunkenness in the human world.
He raised his sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright.
The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes.
(The last six sentences are quoted from Huang Yi's "Jianghu Xing"